Pale Pink

Deep Breath

There I was, sweating bullets and lost in my mind but still very much in the moment. My ears tuned to his sweet, cheerful voice, I couldn't help but smile.

We were walking down the busy streets that I never knew were there before, it was... refreshing.

This one-sided, long-winded conversation was one of the most nerve-wracking moments of my life. I come up with a cunning plan to find out what I need to.
"W-Who are you going to prom with?" I quickly muttered, digging into the pavement with my stare, feeling an overwhelming sense of weakness prodding my body. my goal was simple; is he single or not?
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Anxiety.
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"Honestly I don't, I think I'll just nick a date once I arrive there" he responded, my heart decided to take control, responding with a coherent mess. "well, I don't have a date too so if-" I was cut off by a delicate hand, animated into a grabby motion. (he did this every time he wanted something, simply adorable.)

My heart ordered my main hand to lay gently on his, and so it did, showing my love for the idea. I could feel my face redden.
He looked up at me, his face greeting me with a warm smile making my heart melt like a chocolate bar in the sun.

Our hands separate snapping me back into reality.

I let him continue on his rant, picking up pieces of information about him as if it was some kind of Easter egg hunt.
Noted, noted, noted, remember to smile at him.. Noted, noted, noted.

My chest was a drum set.

I could still discern sadness clutching onto the bottom of his heart, waiting to be amplified, dark clouds are hovering above us, I knew the source of it was what happened at his birthday 2 days ago..

I'm not gonna let it re-emerge, I can't.
I open my mouth, waiting for him to end his sentence, once he's done I immidiately jump on the horse and give him praise. "you're awesome! Like dude, you are so cool and nice! I fuckin' love talking to you!"

His reaction was almost immediate, "Noooo! My ego!-" seeing an opening I go for it for maximum effect, "Dude it's true!! You're so fun to talk to, and you're so talented, hockey, ice skating, drawing- and you're rockin' 3 languages and learning 1 more!!"

he inhaled deeply, slouched forward and focused his dazzling eyes on the road, I could tell he was blushing.

I smile victoriously and follow along.